Chapter 1192 I'm not Tang Min, only you are in my stupid eyes
In the night, a woman wearing a black fishtail dress stood on a street lamp. Yes, it was a street lamp.
The street lights on this island all have the shape of lotus flowers, as if they know that someone will step on them, creating a feeling of lotus growing every step of the way.
The woman is particularly charming in the moonlight, and the outline of her face is extremely soft in the moonlight, which is also fascinating.
As a woman, Ye Weiwei must say that this woman is very attractive, and she couldn't help but look a little distracted.
"Like it?" Xiao Jing asked sarcastically. This was the first time he saw Ye Weiwei showing such an expression to a woman.
Ye Weiwei nodded and smiled: "Well, it's very beautiful, isn't it?"
Jamel Xiao held her hand, tightened it slightly, and whispered: "Not as beautiful as you."
"Tsk, tsk, sir, don't think I can't hear you if you lower your voice. You said I'm not as beautiful as her, I heard you! I'm very unhappy, the consequences will be serious!" As she said that, the woman jumped down, and she was like
It was like a rainbow shadow in the night sky, and it picked up a little dust when it landed.
Feng Ye looked at her and couldn't help but laugh: "You are indeed a young couple. Are you not happy if your husband praises his wife? I will buy you a mirror next time. You look in the mirror every day and ask who is more beautiful.
never mind."
"Hmph! Are you buying them for me? If you can't buy those sunglasses, don't make promises in front of me, you liar!" The woman rolled her eyes at Feng Ye.
Feng Ye twitched the corner of her mouth speechlessly and waved her hand: "Okay, you are my aunt, I can't afford to offend you, and none of us can afford to offend you. Is that okay?"
The woman shook her head, "No, you still have to mess with me. You have to be entangled with me for the rest of your life, otherwise I won't like you anymore. We have no passion at all. I will despise you even if we have sex."
"Ahem..." Feng Ye's expression changed instantly.
And those who went with Feng Ye to invite Ye Weiwei all stood in a row, lowered their heads, and tried their best to suppress laughter.
Seeing their reactions, the woman crossed her arms, raised her eyebrows, and said angrily: "Hypocritical men, you can laugh if you want. Why are you pretending?"
Then the next second, everyone burst into laughter.
Now the woman was unhappy again. She snorted softly, "You can laugh as much as you want. You guys have no bottom line!"
The men stopped immediately, their heads covered with black lines.
They were a little helpless, she was the one who made them laugh, and now it is she who is not making them laugh.
This woman is the moon, waxing and waning, always changing.
After curing these men, the proud woman turned to look at Ye Weiwei. She folded her arms, a flash of surprise flashed in her charming eyes, then hooked her fingers on Ye Weiwei's chin, and said with a half-smile: "Not bad, indeed better than me.
Beautiful, your man is quite discerning. But... Miss Ye Weiwei, do you know where this place is? Are you afraid of dying here if you follow him? "
Ye Weiwei tilted her head, avoiding the woman's touch, and said with a smile: "It's not certain who will live or die."
"Hahaha... He is indeed Tang Min's successor. He is confident and tasteful. I like him very much. Then you can kill them tonight. I am a widow." The woman said half-jokingly and half-seriously.
Feng Ye held her forehead, regretting more and more letting this woman live on the island.
"What, you regret it? Feng Ye, when you provoked me, I told you that I am not Tang Min. I only have eyes for you." The woman stepped back with cold eyes.